Dirge By The Sea-Shore Poem by Amar Agarwala

I heard the sea singing a dirge
To the tombstones near its shore,
It sounded like a lullaby
Urging me to hear some more.

In silence stood the mossy tombs
Squawking Gulls their mourners be,
No sadder sight I ever saw
Never such melancholy.

The mist paying a cold tribute
To grey waters and the dunes,
Grief-stricken waves etching on sand
Epitaphs like ancient runes.

Wild winds had carved a eulogy
But its verses stay unread,
The sea-shells left to decipher
Treasured wisdom of the dead.
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